From my current position, from a distance, Dawson and the others in charge of the cavalry did not look like they were arguing about anything. On the contrary, it is like a daily chat (chatting and joking with each other, etc.), after all, they are mercenaries, and discipline will not be as strict as that of the Imperial army.

Although this is not the first solo mission for me, Tipa will be providing support cover in the rear later.

But on the way to find a breakthrough through observation, the more you observe, the tighter your brow will become.

The rut marks left by the convoy did not look like the weight of grain and grass, and each car was tightly covered with canvas.

At this moment, the leader who rode to the front of the convoy to observe the situation returned to the rear of the car. After the break, the cavalry didn't know what to say, and they heard someone shouting from a distance,

"The back team becomes the front team!"

Then, pass it on in turn.

Afterwards, the cavalrymen in charge of the escort dispersed and went to complete their respective duties.

Dawson rode to the side of the road and began directing the first car to make a U-turn. His arms waved, cooperating with every command he sent, but from time to time his eyes drifted in the direction where the reflection had just appeared.

Getting the reflection didn't show up, but he was sure that "she" was nearby.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing?"

Hearing the captain asking himself, Dawson hurriedly replied. However, the movements in his hands did not stop.

"Hurry up, this is the edge of the forest. ”

In order to distract the captain, Dawson focused all his energy on the team. angrily reprimanded the people who had been temporarily requisitioned, hoping that the convoy would get out of this dead end.

However, the effect is minimal.

Ploughing cattle don't want to be like well-trained war horses, they can follow the command as they please.

The more this happened, the more anxious Dawson became. In fact, he did not expect these innocent people to be buried with him.

"If you can save one, it's one!" muttered quietly.

Constantly riding back and forth, urging each car to follow up at a speed.

Finally the fourth car turned around.

But that's the end of it.

A fiery red firework rose into the air with a piercing tail. Then, with a "pop", it exploded.

This is the contact information I have agreed with Tifa in advance, and whoever comes up first will send a signal.

The other side will go to the previously agreed position for reinforcements.

At the same time that the signal lifted off, I also moved.

The moment the body disappeared, the next moment appeared on the right side of a cavalryman.

Almost everyone was distracted by the fireworks.

For ordinary people, that moment of time is like a delay.

Before the cavalry could react, I had shifted my stance in the air. Draw your sword, swing it, and maneuver with the inertia of the greatsword.

With a "whoosh" sound, I flew out with a giant sword.

After hitting a tree, the cavalryman's body fell to the ground and did not move.

"You bastard......"

After the unspoken swearing, I disappeared again.

"Captain! ”

Dawson called out loudly. Although he hated the aristocracy, he did not want this upright young man to die in front of his eyes.

It's not a simple person to be a captain after all. I saw that his body went limp, and his entire upper body was tilted to one side, dodging my fly swatting sword technique. (Flower arrangement, giant sword: I'm slashing people, not shooting people, okay?, what kind of master am I following?) ）

Although no one was photographed, the whistling sword wind swept the horse's head. The sore horses, with a neighing, ran into the woods in a panic.

"Huh~!"

Glancing at the back of the horse in the distance, "Well, I shouldn't be able to come back in a short time!"

Dawson, who has experienced the demon defense battle, is also the first time to encounter this situation. However, in the end, people came over. When the seventh man was slapped away, Dawson finally came to his senses.

"Everyone gathered in a circle and escorted everyone out of the woods quickly. ”

The reason for this decision was that the forest was too dense and not suitable for cavalry combat.

However, someone doesn't seem to want to give him that time.

By the time the remaining soldiers had almost all come closer, their numbers had been reduced by nearly half.

"The opponent has spatial skills, and everyone pays attention to the back of their closest teammate. "Out of this forest, we win. ”

"What about the ox carts and the people?"

"I can't care so much! If you can keep up with us, take them with you. ”

At this time, I was standing on an ox cart. The right foot stomped lightly a few times, and the passing under his feet didn't feel like food or weapons.

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