Chapter 11: The Knight Strikes
Although Jack's Territory is only the territory of a little baron, it has been able to stand on the border of the Leicester Kingdom for so many years without being attacked by bandits, and it is even slowly growing in strength. Cao Zhongsheng believed that the foundation and strength of Jack would not be captured so easily. These horse bandits were afraid that they had taken the guards guarding the town by surprise at night, and once the real armed forces in the territory reacted, the horse bandits would definitely not be able to bear it.
Sure enough, Cao Zhongsheng had only been into the wheat pile for two or three minutes when he heard the faint sound of horses' hooves tapping and trampling from inside the town. The ears were close to the ground, and the sound of horses' hooves grew louder and louder.
Bang!
A loud bang was accompanied by the neighing of the war horse, and a figure was knocked into the air with its limbs moving wildly, flying several meters sideways and spewing a few mouthfuls of blood, seeing that it was not alive. The man was dressed in sackcloth and dressed as a civilian, and he was obviously not a guard in the town, but was he a member of the bandits? Did the power to fight back finally come? I don't know if it was the knight lord of the town.
In his memory, the knights were all fierce men who could fight and win against ferocious beasts, and Cao Zhongsheng wanted to see them.
After the figure was knocked away, more than a dozen panicked bandits quickly ran out of the place where the figure came, and ran outside one by one with a panicked face, only hating that his father and mother had two legs missing. He was followed by a knight in white iron light armor on a black warhorse.
The knight sat upright on horseback, brandished the knight's spear more than a meter long in his hand, and pierced it ferociously! A bandit couldn't dodge and pierced directly through his chest, and before a mouthful of backblood could spray up, the knight raised his spear and held it up!
Drink! The knight flung the bandit's body out of the air with a flick of his spear, and the corpse carrying great power knocked the other bandit in front of him to the ground. Then the horses galloped and stepped on, and both bodies were silent after a brief withdrawal.
Cao Zhongsheng was terrified when he saw it, and he was able to easily lift an adult man with one arm and throw it out exactly seven or eight meters away, how strong was this knight's arm strength? If the person facing this gun was replaced by Cao Zhongsheng, even if he used the surprise attack that came with the domineering blade, Cao Zhongsheng would not be sure to completely avoid this gun.
The knight on the war horse didn't know the surprise in Cao Zhongzhong's heart, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care. After spotting the two strong men on horseback at the entrance to the town, the knight raised his horse leg and charged towards them. The two men on horseback, who appeared to be the leaders of the bandits, turned around and fled out of town.
The knight gave chase, and after casually pumping away one of the fleeing bandits, he stopped moving, and his eyes were fixed on the two bandit leaders, and his right hand with a rifle kept pressing, ready to stab the fatal blow at any time. 、
Then something happened suddenly, and the bandits who had always run away after the fight actually learned to ambush this time?
The moment the knight rushed out of the entrance of the town, a tripping horse rope bounced off the ground! The war horse stumbled and fell, and two ambushed nearly ten bandits rushed out after him, waving the sword in his hand to dismember the knight's body!
"Look for death!" the knight flipped his body in mid-air, and instantly completed a set of difficult turning movements, unloading the impact of falling from his warhorse. The moment he landed, he bounced up again, and the whole person rushed towards an ambushed bandit like a sharp arrow. With his right arm, he threw the spear out with all his might, and the spear with the sound of the wind burst through the body of the bandit, flying him a meter or two above the ground and falling to the ground.
The knight then bent down to pick up the iron sword that had fallen to the ground, and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the remaining bandits.