Chapter 90 Formation Break, Sword Light

Everyone was stunned!

Time passed minute by minute, and even though the echo in the distance had dissipated for a long time, Juan's words were still echoing in the sound of burning torches in his ears.

Everyone stared blankly at the torches dotted at the bottom of the mountain and the bows and arrows in the hands of the bandits. They knew that when the arrows were ignited and plunged into the wooden wagons, the grass, the goods, the human body, and even the dirt, the fire would unfold like a red magic carpet and turn the place into hell!

No one survived. The bandits would cover the place with rockets over and over again, set fire to everything they could, and use their swords to drive everyone who tried to leave the giant bonfire back into the flames until everyone was burned alive.

This terrifying association made everyone present shudder.

"Oh my God, my God," cried out a commoner woman hysterically, her long-strained nerves finally rupturing at this moment, her eyes straightened, and her mouth repeatedly, "they are going to burn us, oh Holy Father, they are going to burn us." Oh my god......"

The woman's cry became panicked. The blood on everyone's face receded at this moment. The old and weak fù and the weak wept bitterly, and the young and strong civilians were also all lost. Ling Shuang grabbed her sister's hand and bit her mouth tightly. The four trainees were already sitting on the wall with their feet limp.

None of them had any experience in field combat. Therefore, from the beginning to the present, they have been unprepared for this. Not only that, but even a few minutes ago, they were becoming more and more optimistic, and for a time they thought that the enemy was already planning to retreat after a long period of attack.

From the confusion when attacked, to the light that gradually appeared after a series of hard battles, to the endless despair at this moment, after a cycle, people's mood is not to return to the same place, but to sink into the endless abyss. This cruel fact is enough to make any person have a nervous breakdown!

"Two minutes to go!"

Juan's voice crept into the ears of the caravan like a viper.

The crying died away, and after a short dead silence, the steward of a cactus caravan looked at the people around him in horror and shouted, "Surrender!

His mention was immediately echoed by many people. As if grasping at the last straw to save their lives, the people shouted with emotion.

"Yes, we surrender!"

"Surrender!"

"When they ask for money, they give it to them, as long as they let us go. ”

"Please, Mr. Fergus, surrender. ”

"Yes, human life is more important than money!"

"I can't save it anyway, it's better to surrender than to burn to death!"

The voices of the crowd were louder than bō, and at first it was just one or two people, but later, almost all the civilians joined in. Although the mercenaries and guards next to them did not speak, their panic and silence also expressed their support for this construction.

Hearing the hustle and bustle of the crowd, even with Fergus's calm and calmness, he was a little breathless.

He quickly walked to Roy's side, pulled him away from the crowd, and asked in a low voice, "Little brother, tell me the truth, is your magic pattern circle good? ”

"You believe that guy?" Roy looked at Fergus in surprise.

"Of course not. But ......," Fergus smiled wryly and looked back at the crowd next to him.

At this time, the noise of the crowd had gradually subsided, and everyone looked at Fergus and Roy inexplicably, not understanding that Fergus did not consult with Mussi and Jinson, but whispered to a hairy boy.

Fergus looked gloomily, gritted his teeth, and turned his head: "My idea is to let them let some people go first." When everyone is far away, we will deliver the goods. Otherwise, we'll burn it and scatter it in two!"

Hearing Fergus's words, Roy was a little surprised, and couldn't help but look at Fergus again.

Although the middle-aged businessman in front of him has an unremarkable appearance, he looks like most of his peers, some are bald, and some are slightly blessed. But this benevolence, this xiōng placket, is really admirable.

Roy worked in the Bō Label market and was well aware of the merchants' stinginess and miserliness. The wealth of millions of gold and goods is equivalent to the total property of all the owners of the entire Bō Label City. If it were someone else, I was afraid that I would rather die here than lose even one Tongsani.

But Fergus still proposed such a construction. Being able to say it with one mouth, it was obvious that this thought had already turned in his heart many times. "The magic pattern circle has been arranged," Roy scratched his head, unable to bear to see the benevolent middle-aged man anxious anymore, and comforted, "Don't worry." ”

When Fergus heard this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although the other party is not much older than his son, he doesn't know why, at this moment, he instinctively trusts the cute face in front of him. The impetuous mood was also calmed down because of the boy's words.

"Then I'll rest assured," Fergus said, turning his head to look down the mountain: "Since such a threat was issued, I think Juan is also poor in donkey skills." ”

"That's not it, they're trying to get up to some other trick. Roy shook his head and gave Fergus an unexpected answer.

Fergus looked back in surprise to see the young man's delicate side flickering in the light of the torches, and there was a hint of playfulness in his blue eyes staring at the bandits down the mountain.

"What do you mean by that?" he asked.

Roy said calmly: "The guards of Viscount Wenger are here. ”

"Huh?" Fergus only felt that the skin on his face was slightly numb, and the skin of his mouth was cold. He didn't have to look in the mirror to know that his face must be terrifyingly white, "How do you know?"

"The ears hear, the eyes see. Roy pointed to his eyes and ears.

Relying on the hunter's geoacoustic skills, he was able to hear the sound of a cheetah's paw pad touching the ground two kilometers away, jumping off a tree. Coupled with the innate elemental eye's ability to capture the changes of distant elements, it is not a problem to know what is probably going on on the other side of the shady scene.

Of course, this was unimaginable for Fergus. He looked at the inky night, and then at Roy, unable to understand how Roy could hear and see, and still less understand why the country boy could be so calm. After a long time, he asked stupidly, "Really?"

Seeing this middle-aged fat man stunned by Roy's words, two equally silly faces, one big and one small, contrasted with each other. The malt next to her couldn't help but laugh secretly.

Her laughter attracted the angry eyes of several students, who didn't understand how this heartless elf could still laugh at this time!

Just then, Juan's roar came from down the mountain.

"Last minute!"

The caravan was in chaos all of a sudden, and people craned their necks to look at Roy and Fergus next to them, and the anxiety and panic in their hearts overflowed.

"Of course it's true, sir. Roy turned a deaf ear to Juan's roar and continued to chat with Fergus.

Fergus said in a panic: "Then what should we do now? What about our reinforcements?"

"Reinforcements, it's probably about half a prayer hour," Roy said, rubbing his nose, which was a little red from the cold wind, "if they're fast, they might be there in twenty minutes." ”

As he spoke, he sighed, rubbed his hands and said, "Let everyone hide in the inner formation, remove the armor-piercing crossbow from the outer formation, if I guess correctly, after a while, they will shoot more or less arrows, and then, we have to prepare for the Wenger guard." ”

"Wait, wait......" Fergus shook his head vigorously. He found himself a little caught up with Roy's train of thought and asked, "You mean, we're going to have to let them up?"

"Of course. Don't you understand why they threaten to launch rockets at this time?" Roy glanced at Fergus a little strangely, and asked with his mouth to the crowd next to him, "Look at them." The other side threatens to release rockets, and if you don't surrender, it's okay. If reinforcements come and you don't let them in, can they agree?"

"But!" Fergus was anxious at the time, and said with red eyes, "If it weren't for the Wenger Guard, how could the Black Skull bandits attack us here, they would be nothing short of a raccoon dog at all! When our reinforcements arrive, we'll ......"

"First of all, sir, you won't believe what you say. They are afraid of being burned to death, and they even hope for the words of people like Juan, do you still expect them to be sensible......?

When Roy said this, he let out a gentle smile, "What's more, this is Viscount Wenger's territory, and their guards have come to rescue us, do you dare to let go?"

Fergus stammered.

It's ......"

He stared at Roy blankly, his mind in a mess, and he didn't say a complete sentence for a long time. The gentle and harmless face of the young man in front of him was like a smiling demon in his eyes.

Only then did he realize that he still underestimated the black-haired boy. Roy's scheming vision was far more than ten times more than him, Alder and the others! When they were still worried about each other's rockets and thinking about how to survive the attack, Roy had already seen what they hadn't seen. , "Yīn Shadow under the Light of the Law!"

This sentence, like a ghost, appeared in Fergus's mind.

According to imperial law, local lords enjoyed great power within their domains. They could divide the land, raise armies, set tax rates, and have the right to judge and judge the subjects of their realms. Any lawsuit is decided by the lord, and as a result, whether a lord is just or not is a large part of his reputation.

According to the laws of the Imperial Code on emergency situations, when a caravan is attacked by bandits passing through the liege's territory, the lord is obliged to send an army to rescue it. During this period, all civilians in the caravan are default to liege subjects. It is the duty to assist the army in the fight against banditry.

That is to say, if Wenger's guard wants to enter the car formation at this moment, Fergus, who does not have the title of nobility, not only has no right to refuse, but must accept the leadership as Wenger's temporary subject.

If he dares to refuse the Wenger Guard to enter the battle, then the other party can attack openly on the charge of colluding with the caravan and the bandits to murder the lord's guard. When it comes to the trial afterwards, the mere blocking of reinforcements from the car formation will make him speechless.

And more importantly, let the other party in, although it is not true, but the consequences are the same. Even if the other party is willing, they can also frame it. Unless, unless, there is an army of eminent status or the Order of Momiji that can be proven as a bystander.

But this is even more ridiculous, if the Red Leaf Knights arrive, do they still need to prove it?

"Scared?" Roy turned his head to look at Fergus, his honest face full of curiosity.

The sweat on Fergus's face fell, and his mouth trembled. He didn't understand how Roy could still act like a nobody since he had seen this. It's a dead knot.

He smiled wryly and asked, "You're not afraid?"

"I'm afraid!" Roy turned his head to look at Matthew's figure in the group of bandits down the mountain, the corners of his well-defined mouth hooked, and smiled, "I'm afraid they'll all run away!"

Ever since he was out of a desperate situation, until he saw Matthew, Roy had never thought about revenge now. First, he couldn't find Matthew, and second, he knew his strength very well, and he never wanted to challenge the entire viscount by himself.

If you don't move, you won't move, and if you move, you will be fatal with one blow, this is the lesson he has learned with blood in countless jungle hunts since he was a child.

He has never lacked patience, especially in the face of those demonic beasts that are far more powerful than himself, sufficient patience and carefully prepared traps are his strongest magic weapons. Otherwise, a little boy who couldn't cultivate Dou Qi would have died countless times a long time ago.

If it hadn't been for today's departure, if it hadn't been for the caravan on the road, perhaps the next time we would see Matthew would have been in a long time. But he didn't expect that just when he was wholeheartedly preparing to improve his strength, God sent Matthew to him in such a way.

It's Roy's favorite and best way.

He likes to hide in the shadows of the jungle and watch his prey. That feeling of being a friend of the enemy made him feel safe, calm and sober. He can ponder the opponent little by little, observe the opponent's weaknesses, set traps unhurriedly, and slowly lure the opponent over, and the final blow is fatal!

Just like now, he was looking at Matthew.

Matthew wouldn't have known that there was an old man who was staring at his throat like a wolf. Little did he know that when his family and bandits had colluded to covet millions of goods on the hill in front of them, they had given Roy, who was accustomed to jungle hunting, the most wonderful opportunity.

Of course, Fergus and others, who didn't know Roy or Matthew before, didn't know either.

Roy's words were not loud, but they were enough for Fergus and the people within four or five meters around him to hear them clearly. When his voice fell cold, Fergus, Musey, Alder, and Jinson all stared at him in horror, as if they had seen a madman!

They are keenly aware that things are by no means as simple as they imagined, and this black-haired teenager is doing something crazy!

What does he want to do?!

Fergus reached out and grabbed Roy, and was about to ask for clarification when he suddenly heard Juan's sinister smile from down the mountain.

"Shoot the arrows!"

This voice made the people in the caravan petrify suddenly. With a series of bowstring vibrations, the civilians who had stopped crying and shouting raised their heads and watched more than a dozen red fires rise high into the night sky from the bottom of the mountain, and then rushed towards the car like meteors. , people's pupils are shrinking dramatically. Time, too, became unusually slow with the little bit of fire. Although there were only a dozen rockets flying in the first place, they knew that that was just the beginning. In the next second, hundreds of rockets will hit and set the entire mountain on fire.

Just as there was a deep despair in everyone's eyes, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

The voice was so clear in the silence of the wilderness.

The people of the caravan and the bandits down the hill were stunned at the same time. The bandits did not continue to fire rockets. Most of the rockets flying in front of them also fell crookedly on the hillside outside the car formation, and only one or two arrows fell into the car formation, and the fire caused by it was immediately extinguished by everyone.

The sound of horses' hooves grew louder and louder from far to near.

Finally, a cavalryman, holding a torch aloof, jumped up the hillside in the distance. With his appearance, torches lit up on the horizon.

"It's the Wenger Guard!" one of the cadets jumped to his feet, recognizing the flag crest on the cavalryman's hand. A trace of excitement swelled up on his pale face. With his shout, the hundreds of cavalry roared down the hillside and launched an attack on the encirclement of the Black Skull bandits.

For a while, only the roars, horses' hooves, screams, and the sound of swords clashing were heard one after another. The Black Skull bandits, who were caught off guard, suffered huge losses. The bandits who leaned towards the side where the cavalry appeared were cut down to the ground one by one.

Looking at the figures of the bandits who had fallen one after another in the dark night, many people couldn't help but jump up and burst into a burst of cheers.

"Reinforcements!

"Great! We're saved!"

"Stop them!" Juan roared in puff. The bandits who had surrounded the hill could no longer care about the caravan. They gathered together as quickly as they could, and with wolf-like cries coming from their mouths, they rushed forward, trying to close their wings towards the rushing cavalry.

The first to rush forward were the cavalry of the Black Skull Bandits.

Hundreds of well-armed cavalrymen, led by dozens of thieves, rode their inferior horses and rushed forward, stalking the knights of the Wenger Guard. And with the addition of the infantry of the Black Skull Bandit Regiment in the rear, the speed of the Wenger Guards cavalry who were encircled suddenly slowed down.

"Danger!"

"Come on! Rush over!"

The people in the caravan all clenched their fists and screamed nervously.

Everyone, young and old, had a jī red glow on their faces and their eyes shining. Even some of the caravan guards and mercenaries who had heard Roy's analysis before were no exception.

But this scene in front of him only made Fergus feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.

He turned to look at Roy. In the beating firelight, there was not the slightest expression on the young man's simple face. Even if his guess just now had been completely confirmed, he just stood there, his eyes calmly staring down the mountain, like a calm bystander.

Thinking back to Roy's previous words, Fergus didn't want to ask anything more. He turned around and ordered, "Unload the armor-piercing crossbow bowstring, and everyone retreats to the inner formation!"

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When he saw a carriage move away from the queue, leaving a gap, Matthew was so excited that he almost screamed.

He knew that he had succeeded.

In front of them, the bandits of the Black Skull Bandit Regiment let out a terrible scream under the chopping of the cavalry of the family guard, and fell to the ground "killed". The Wenger Guards slashed through the black-pressed crowd. Although the speed is not fast, it can always move forward steadily, getting closer and closer to the hill where the car formation is located.

The four-star brave knight who rushed to the front of the guard was Matthew's teacher and the first knight of Viscount Wenger, the chief instructor - Feige.

Although he is only a four-star brave knight, Feige is wearing the only set of demonic armor in Viscount Wenger. He is the only Knight of the Heavenly Transformation that the family has spent a lot of money to build. As long as he led this group of cavalry into the chariot formation, even if the impartial knight of the opposing party attacked with all his strength, it was impossible to defeat him before the large army seized the chariot formation.

I thought that in the near future, the goods of more than one million Jin Lulang on the mountain would become my own bag. Matthew was unusually happy.

What excites him even more is that this is the last time he has been hanging out with this dirty and smelly group of bandits in a year and a half. With this sum of money, he can follow his family to the imperial capital and start the life of a nobleman again. You don't have to suffer in the mountains and forests.

At this moment, Matthew felt that time passed unusually slowly. He had to keep taking deep breaths to slow his heart down. Finally, the Wenger Guards fought their way out of a "bloody road" and rushed to the top of the mountain.

Because of the need to act in this play, the part brought by Fig was left behind. Only a little more than a hundred cavalry were dispatched. And among these cavalry, there were forty knights of the family. There were more than twenty other people, who were thieves who had just sneaked to the back to change into cavalry clothes.

Being mixed in by this force, let alone entering a small car formation, even if it is a well-guarded castle, it is only the end of the fall!

Dadada, Da On the hillside, the bloodied knights of the Wenger family galloped up. And the archers in the chariot formation also kept throwing arrows at the "chasing" bandit group to cover the Wenger guards.

"These fools!" said Juan, who had retreated from the slaughter, stood beside Matthew with a sinister smile.

Matthew sneered smugly, "It's not that they're stupid. Rather, in a desperate situation, they have no choice. There is an old saying in the East that it is called drinking water to quench thirst. That's the picture!"

Juan squinted at Matthew, "You still know this?"

Matthew raised an eyebrow and didn't speak. Juan, a rough person like Juan who was born in the market and was reckless, naturally didn't understand. Any nobleman, no matter how good he is, must be educated in music, literature, mathematics, astronomy, dance, and floristry from an early age, and trained in etiquette and conversation.

In high society, the mysterious Orient has always been a topic of interest because of the existence of Farrington's gang of black-haired warriors. Although he had only heard the word "drinking to quench his thirst" from someone else, it was enough to bluff people like Juan.

Seeing Matthew's arrogant face, Juan snorted coldly and did not speak.

He found that he still underestimated Matthew. This kind of aristocratic gentleman, although he is not good at martial arts and can't endure any hardships, but he is a natural good hand when he plays tricks.

It is said that in the past, this kid set up the Royal Knights in Bō LaBel, ostensibly promising the other party to escort the civilians, and when the Royal Knight and Baron Bō LaBelle led the army to rush in front and fight for time and space to escape, this kid ran away with his subordinates without saying a word.

On that occasion, the Royal Legion suffered heavy losses, and Baron Bō Bō Bryne was killed in battle, but the boy didn't even scratch the slightest oily skin.

And this time, when Matthew offered to rely on the Wenger Guard to trick the opposing team, Juan didn't think it was a good idea at first. You must know that in the early days of the attack, in order to isolate the news, the guards killed one of the other party's road agents, and if the caravan knew that the road agent was killed and greeted the guards, it would be an idiot!

Therefore, in Juan's view, it is a complete waste of time. But when it was discussed, Matthew strongly advocated giving it a try. He explained a lot of the law, and Juan still hasn't figured it out. But one thing is certain now, that is, when he threatened to set fire to the car formation and fired more than a dozen rockets, the other party saw the cavalry of the Wenger Guard, and immediately drove the car formation.

As he spoke, the guards had reached the top of the mountain. Juan and Matthew held their breath at the same time.

Ten meters, five meters......

"It's in!"

When they saw the guards rushing in through the gap in the brightly lit car formation, the two couldn't help but wave their fists fiercely. In unison, he ordered: "Up!"

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War horses stepped on the muddy ground and flew in.

Looking at the bloodied Wenger Guard soldiers, the people in the car formation couldn't help themselves, the women wiped tears of joy, and the men couldn't help but let out bursts of cheers. If it weren't for the fact that they had been ordered to stay in the inner line, I am afraid that everyone would have flocked to the Wenger Guard soldiers by this time.

The most excited are a few cadets of the knight training camp.

They looked at the soldiers in front of them movingly, unable to express the ecstasy in their hearts in words. The arrival of the cavalry of the Guards meant that the catastrophe had finally come to an end. It won't be long before they return to Muni City and tell their classmates about this thrilling experience.

Not everyone is so optimistic, though.

Jin Sen and the others stood on the inner formation, looking like iron. Fergus had already told them about the situation, and they knew that Roy was right, they could not stop the enemy's attack until the Knights of the Red Leaf arrived, and there was no reason to refuse the Wenger Guards who appeared in a "rescue" posture.

It's a dead knot.

They could only stand here, with those cheering, looking at Roy, who was standing alone at the entrance. I don't know what this black-haired teenager wants to do!

Feige grabbed the reins in front of Roy, glanced back at his men who were speeding in, and then fell on the rustic-dressed and honest country boy in front of him. As soon as he entered the car formation, he found that there was an inner formation surrounded by a medium-sized carriage in the car formation. And the guards of the outer formation have been evacuated. Except for the teenager, everyone hid in the inner formation.

"Why is there no one here?" asked Roy with a gentle smile on his face.

Roy said humbly: "They're all in there." ”

This answer is tantamount to not saying anything.

Feige laughed. He knew very well that the people in the car formation were obviously defending themselves. However, that is just in vain, since the outer formation has been taken, a small inner formation is just something that can be broken with a flip.

Therefore, he was not interested in pursuing any further questions.

At the foot of the mountain, there was already the shouting and running of the Black Skull bandits, and the car formation had fallen, and at this time, there was no need to do any more camouflage.

"Then why did they leave you here alone?" Feige drew his sword, looked at the country boy's suddenly frozen eyes, listened to the abrupt cheers, laughed fiercely, and slashed down!

He doesn't need an answer.

Like lightning, a snow-bright sword light ...... RO@。