Chapter 31: The Lone Wolf of the Great Plains (Part II)
Will's feet fell into the puddle of water, the rain mixed with the whistling fan on his face, and the same rapid treading of water behind him, like a spell, Will had not replenished any energy through food or water, and before he could run for a while, Will's chest rose and fell violently like a bellows, and there was a hot pain in his lungs.
The Belu military uniform on his body has no effect at this time, if there are only these enemies in this village, Will may try to fool around, but those enemies outside the village will not allow him to do so.
If you choose to run away now, there may be a glimmer of life, but if you stay where you are, you will definitely be dead.
Will didn't dare to look behind at all, sometimes, people's willpower will allow the body to support themselves to do something beyond the limit, but this will collapse, often in an instant, Will's body has already expressed protest through instinctive reactions, but the will to survive urges Will to run forward frantically.
Suddenly, Will's toes touched a raised rock, and a sharp pain came from his toes, and his body fell straight forward, and he fell directly into the muddy puddle in front of him with a thud.
The muddy water ran down his nostrils and between his teeth and into his mouth, and the salty taste instantly filled his mouth, but at this time, Will didn't care to taste this strange taste, and behind him, there was already the sound of a blade whistling down the air.
The body instinctively flipped to the side, and the blade fell from him with a strong gust of wind, splashing a large amount of muddy water in the muddy puddle.
Will's heart seemed to jump out of his chest, and he crawled out of the puddle with a grunt, his uniform a little heavy.
In front of him was a soldier also dressed in a Belu uniform, his saber dripping with water.
Will jerked his scimitar out of the scabbard at his waist, he didn't use it much in the first place, but before leaving, Ron forced him to bring one. Now is not the time to escape, only by solving this enemy in front of him can he continue walking.
"Noah?" asked the Belu soldier on the other side, staring at Will tentatively.
Will didn't answer the other party's question, and directly raised the saber in his hand and slashed at the other party.
"When!" The crisp sound of collision sounded, and the blade even splashed the rain on the blade when it hit, Will couldn't help but take a few steps back in the puddle, his arms were sore, and he hadn't been replenished with energy for a long time.
As the attacking party, he still suffered a loss, although Will was unwilling, but at this time he had to accept this fact.
The Belu soldiers on the opposite side were also stunned, obviously he didn't expect that the opponent was so weak, but the stunned on his face quickly turned into excitement, it was a kind of excitement when the hunter saw the prey that was about to be captured, as the victorious side of this war, in this great plain of Hamp, they were fully qualified to hunt.
Will's suppression was about to creak, and he felt the blood all over his body instantly surging up to his head, if he had a bow and arrow in his hand, such an ordinary Belu soldier, it would be an arrow at a time, and the string sounded to seal his throat, however, now an archer as good as him could only lift his saber and fight hand-to-hand with the enemy.
Suddenly, Will's mind came to the image of Ron when he was fighting with the enemy in Hamp City, and Ron at that time, the appearance of devouring the food he gave him was definitely like this, but in the face of enemies several times his size, Ron had other ways besides being tough.
Such a thought appeared in Will's mind, and in just a short moment, when Will came back to his senses, the murderous Beru soldiers had already rushed in front of him, and the saber in his hand stabbed Will in the chest.
If Ron were here, he would definitely scoff at the fighting skills of the Beru, this kind of forward stab is far less threatening to enemies with less strength and physical fitness than his own - these soldiers are not like Ron, they have been systematically trained in their previous lives, and their movements are just abstract concepts left in the brain by long-term battles. However, it also gave Will a chance to escape and ascend to heaven.
Dodging the deadly blade, Will's ribs were cut open by the sharp tip of the knife, and warm blood instantly gushed out of the wound, Will stuck the tip of the knife upside down on the dirt floor, and slammed it upward, a large piece of damp dirt, flying directly into the face of the Belu soldier.
The opponent definitely didn't expect Will's trick, and at such a close distance, the Belu soldiers didn't have time to react at all, so they came into contact with this piece of dirt face to face.
In hand-to-hand combat with the opponent, the eyes suddenly lost their target, turning into darkness, and the fear of death suddenly appeared in the hearts of the Belu soldiers, and when one hand wiped the mud off their faces, the hand holding the weapon began to wave wildly, and the flying blades brought a whistling sound, forming a small fan-shaped death zone in front of the Belu soldiers.
At this moment, this Belu soldier had already thought that as long as he held on for a few seconds, this Noah, who was fragile and didn't have much strength, would definitely be hacked to death by his own knife.
Finally, when the image of this world reappeared in the eyes of the Belu soldiers, he also clearly saw the movements of this Noah who was pretending to be the Belu soldiers-
Bow and arrow, no, to be exact, a small short sword, to shoot a sword through the bow, this is undoubtedly a very difficult thing, even if Ron is here, he will never be able to do such an operation, but Will, this marksman did it.
"Whoosh!"
Almost at the same time, when the humming sound of the bowstring was released, the dagger accurately bloomed a bloody flower on the enemy's chest, and no one could say how powerful the dagger was that shot out of the bowstring with the power of the bowstring, not even Will, could tell. The entire blade of the dagger is inserted into the enemy's body, leaving only the hilt on the outside. If it were only with thorns, it would never have been possible to stab so deeply.
Will half-crouched beside the corpse, pulling his dagger outwards with all his might, at least, as one of his last arrows. The eyes of the Belu people were wide open, and Will smiled self-deprecatingly, and the opponent's heart must be full of unwillingness.
The tip of the dagger even picked out the bone marrow, and the entire sword body was soaked in blood, Will soaked the sword in a puddle of water and rinsed it, and retracted it into the scabbard. A half-bitten piece of bread was found on the corpse, and Will didn't dare to stay longer, knowing that in the distant town of Yode, there was still his eldest brother Ron, and countless of Noah's compatriots waiting for him to rescue.
The thunder on the Great Plains of Hamp was still there, and Will's somewhat thin figure disappeared little by little into the rain curtain shrouded in dark clouds.