Chapter Twenty-Five: The Black-Haired Boy and the Fat Dog

"Time is tight, everyone listen carefully," Roy looked around at the crowd.

It was the first time he had seen the Firetes after more than a year.

In the vision of the sixteen-year-old boy, the fire in the night sky of Borabel, the pieces of ruins, the gray hair of the old Maxifeng who fell to the ground, and the empty and innocent eyes of Aunt Mary, seemed to freeze in his mind one after another, along with the villages that the eighteen-year-old young magician passed by and saw along the way.

Although he didn't know any of the Momiji Knights. But when these knights, scarred by the battle with the enemy, appeared in the field of vision, a natural feeling of hatred for the enemy rose from the chest with the anger and hatred that had accumulated more and more over the past year.

No matter what, you can't die without help!

That's the only thought that comes to Roy's mind at the moment.

However, the head with more eyes than a fox also knows that the knight's virtue is heroism, not stupidity.

If you rush down so recklessly, I'm afraid that the final result will not only not save people, but may kill the Momiji Knight and the entire team.

"For the first step, we'll pretend to have an argument, Luke will push me down, and then you'll run up the hill together, making a run for your life. Let's be realistic, we were scared anyway.

The second step is to ignore whatever happens for a while, as long as you find that the enemy is in chaos, immediately rush down from above, kill them into the waist of their cavalry, kill one of the two people, and mainly create chaos.

Third, if the Momiji Knights turn around and come back, let's move closer to them. If they don't turn back beyond the charging distance of the cavalry, we'll only catch the enemy off guard. So I hurried up the hill. How far can you run. Got it?"

Everyone stared at Roy in amazement. The plan is simple, and even a fool can understand it. But ......"

"You're letting Luke push you down?" Meng Meng couldn't believe his ears.

"Don't worry, I have a way" Roy's tone was normal, but as the sound of the horse's hooves approached, his expression became extremely intense, his face turned red, and he pointed to the direction where the Red Leaf Knights were coming with a trembling voice, looking like he was arguing violently with Meng Meng.

"No problem!" Luke on the side pushed Roy violently, and his cool face suddenly turned hideous.

"Remember," Roy staggered to his feet, pointing at Luke's nose and jumping to his feet as he explained his plan to the group.

Everyone next to "these two guys" was dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe that the two guys in front of them were Luke, who had always been cool, and the lost boy with a wooden face in the jungle.

The members of the opera club in the academy are like a pile of shit waiting to dry compared to these two guys who are talking calmly in their mouths, but their faces are red and their necks are thick and they are scolding each other!

With a young heart, Nicole quickly joined the ranks of acting.

"Wait, you're saying we're going to wait for chaos on the enemy?" said Nicole, who felt defeated. She couldn't keep the original tone of such a sentence with a scolding and sinister face. The whole person is almost divided.

Roy jumped to his feet, looking like he was eager to eat Nicole in one bite, but there was still a smile in his tone: "Yes, you will rush down when you find chaos." If I don't create a mess, you can run. Well, it's almost time. โ€

"Are you sure?" asked Luke, viciously blocking in front of Nicole as if he were protecting Nicole.

"Killing doesn't have to be, it's 80 percent sure of creating chaos!" Roy looked indignant.

"That's enough!"

Luke said, his eyes on Roy's hand, which was draped beside him, rapidly changing his handprints.

When he urged the fighting spirit and understood that Roy had quietly cast the battle ring acceleration, without saying a word, he happily pushed this guy who always ruined his cool man image down the mountain with a fierce expression!

Luke, who watched Roy scream and roll down the hill with a scream, felt like he had pushed a fox into the hen's coop, and it took a lot of strength to hold his face and lead everyone to quickly turn around and run up the hill.

"Damn it!"

Philip clutched the bleeding wound on his left shoulder, and his body kept jolting as the horse galloped.

At the age of twenty-two this year, he is the third-generation direct heir of the Momiji family and a three-star impartial knight. Since a year and a half ago, as the captain of the Second Knights' Brigade, he led his troops south into the province of Lulian to assist Archduke Adolf in the battle. Not only did he lead the second brigade in several battles and play a key role, but he also killed six enemy knights with his own hands.

For him, who was already noble, he cared more about the number of kills than his merits! Because, as long as he killed four more Feilie knights, he would become the first person among the children of the nobles of the imperial capital to draw a scythe on the magic armor.

Because of this damn temptation, this time, when the scouts sent by the Grand Duke of Adolf found that the enemy's forces on the right flank of the front line were deployed and mobilized very frequently, and they might make a move against the city of Edin, Philip, who was ordered to be stationed in Viscount Wenger, not far from the city of Edin, simply led a team of scouts to investigate.

At first, the actions were quite smooth.

The scout team led by Philip is all old falcons in the scouts, and they have rich experience in the war zone or behind enemy lines all year round. With their assistance, Philip, who was no longer a rookie on the battlefield, not only detected the enemy's disposition, but also killed several Philip Falcon who had crossed the middle line to investigate the enemy's situation.

Unexpectedly, on the way back to the station after completing the reconnaissance, the team found a Ferret nobleman who was guarded by a just knight and two brave knights.

Maybe it was around their own camp, so the Philip team wasn't very vigilant. Philip only glanced at the other party's coat of arms from afar, and knew that he might have caught a big fish.

Although the falcons around him advised Philip not to make any extraneous branches, when everyone heard that the nobleman was probably a member of the royal family of Philip, even the most opposed people were moved.

The next thing is full of twists and turns.

In short, Philip cut off the nobleman's head and hung it in the saddle. But he was also pierced in the shoulder by the other party's just knight before he died.

To make matters worse, as soon as the battle ended, they were spotted by a group of Firet cavalry patrolling nearby.

When it was known that the nobleman had been killed, the entire Ferray garrison was like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed by someone, and countless knights frantically galloped out of the camp, countless arrows echoed each other in the sky, and hundreds of Ferret riders joined in the retreat against them one after another.

Looking at the head that shook as the war horse galloped, the excitement in Philip's heart had dissipated. At this moment, he even felt that the guy was staring at him with a pair of mocking eyes!

This is the combat zone of the battlefield. It is more than twenty kilometers from the city of Medin, and the nearest army of St. Solan is also seven or eight kilometers. Even if they have asked for help from the Momiji Knights, the team that rushed here after repeated battles was already sleepy and exhausted, and they couldn't hold on anymore.

"Sir, there's someone up ahead!"

Philip had just ridden up a hill when he heard a report from a brave knight beside him.

He looked up. I saw a steamed bun-like emerald green mountain in front of me, and a few people the size of ants were turning their heads to look this way.

"I was a cadet of the first training camp. Another brave knight shouted.

"Quick!" Philip perked up. He himself was a cadet of the first training camp in the capital, and when he set out, he had not yet graduated.

When he was about to be overtaken by the enemy, Philip felt an inexplicable affection when he met the students of the same academy, even if it was just a few students of the Lulian Branch.

Moreover, the location of the trainees was originally their inevitable path, and it was an unavoidable threat to the enemy behind them. As long as these students put on a slightly blocking posture, the Feilie people behind them had to slow down. In that case, at least your team won't be wiped out here, and you can bring back important information!

The Momiji squad sped down the hillside.

Philip was keenly aware that by the time the Philaeons behind him also jumped out of the hill, their speed had slowed down significantly. Apparently, they also spotted the people ahead.

However, as the distance got closer and closer, the hearts of the Red Leaf Knights, which had just become hot, became cooler and cooler.

In front of him, he was enlarged by a group of young people of eighteen or nineteen years old, who were not wearing armor, all of them with pale faces and dull eyes, although they drew their long swords, they looked helpless. After a few moments, a man broke away from the group, staggered up the hill, and crawled into the jungle.

Immediately, the cadets who had only the fighting spirit of an armed knight and a bar on their chests in uniform indicated their first-year status, and a fierce argument began among them, as if they were fighting among themselves over whether to come to the rescue.

The crowd was disappointed.

"Don't count on them! Rush!" Philip said, biting down.

At this time, the Ferret behind him, apparently, had already discovered the same situation and accelerated to catch up. In particular, the shouts of the several snow wolf knights who ran at the front became more arrogant than before.

In the blink of an eye, the horse's hooves were swept up in front of the hill.

The Momiji Knights, who had no hope for these guys on the hillside, found that not only did they not form a formation in time, but they missed the best opportunity to intercept the enemy, and now they even began to argue.

"Idiot!" a Momiji knight turned blue with anger. It's nothing that these guys are weak, even if they turn around and run away like the coward before, they are stronger than they are now!

The dispute turned into a conflict, when the knights galloped like the wind in front of the hill... A boy in tattered clothes and a dog were pushed down the hill by a jerk. The rest of the students fled towards the wolf bรจi on the hillside. As they ran, they turned back, their eyes terrified.

"Haha, they all say that the soldiers of Saint Solan are women, and that's true!"

"Look at their pitiful appearance, hahahahaha!"

"You two, drive these bugs away, and kill them all if you can. โ€

"Saint Soran bastard in front, stop for Lao Tzu!"

Philip gritted his teeth and listened to the extremely arrogant roar of the Ferry Knight behind him. For a while, I only felt that my heart was suffocated to the extreme.

As his horse swept past the slope, the fellow, who had been pushed down by his companions, rolled to the side of the road.

Time, as if at this moment, became unusually slow.

Riding on a galloping horse, Philip could clearly see the blue eyes, black hair, and angular lines of the ragged boy from a distance of more than ten meters.

Then Philip's eyes widened suddenly.

Not only him, but all the knights of the red leaves beside him, the Phillips behind him, and Nicole and the others on the hillside all widened their eyes in shock.

In the field of vision, the fat dog beside the boy was stuck diagonally on the road, wagging its flagpole-like tail, suddenly inhaling and closing his abdomen, opening his bloody mouth, and roaring straight towards the five giant wolves that were galloping.

At the same time, the boy on the side of the road left hand up, right hand down, hands in the rotation of the rapid formation of several magic mudras.

With the magic handprint, seven or eight different patterns glowing with yellow light appeared in the void in front of him, and put them on his forearm, and immediately, he clasped his hands into fists and rose into the air. Suddenly held high and smashed down in the air!

With this smash, the air around him seemed to be evacuated.

The yellow pattern instantly contracted, turning into a cloud of yellow light on his fist, breaking through the air and shooting straight onto the ground in the center of the Ferry Knight's formation.

It's like a stone that smashes into the water. With several circular waves in succession, the yellow light cluster turned into a single piece and rippled on the solid earth. Hundreds of sharp stalagmites suddenly burst out of the ground!

"Seventh-level magic, spring bamboo shoots are angry!"

All of this was just a flash of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, Philip's horse had already passed past the black-haired boy in tattered clothes.

He turned his head suddenly!

Behind him, the Feilie cavalry, which was originally roaring and galloping, was like encountering a shocking storm.

For a while, I only heard the neighing of war horses, the wailing of snow wolves, and only saw the war horses falling to the ground one by one, and the Feilie knights were ejected like throwing stones. Even the five giant snow wolves, as if they had encountered some terrifying demonic beast, wailed and stopped in front of the majestic fat dog, and and urine flowed together.

Then he heard a loud shout from the hills.

"Kill!"

The six trainees swooped down like tigers out of the gate

The monthly pass was blown up, and I was a little frustrated. Although there haven't been many updates in recent days, I'm really serious about writing stories. There was no water injection at all, and it was changed and changed. Could it be that for a non-speed writer, the new book period is destined to be defeated by updates?

It's really unwilling. Sincerely begging for tickets again, the monthly pass was exploded, and we can't be on the recommendation list?!

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