The duration of the heavy rain should be very short according to common sense, but today's heavy rain lasted from morning to noon, and gradually stopped pouring rain at about one o'clock, but the weather was still gloomy, the only difference was that the temperature changed from hot to cool, and the air no longer felt stuffy to breathe. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When the heavy rain finally stopped, the man sitting motionless on the root of the tree opened his eyes and got up and walked towards Rochi, who was also in the canopy of the tree.

The man with a peaked hood and a black coat with heavy chain mail sewn and plate armor accessories attached to the joints spent the rest of the time waiting for the rain to stop, except for a whole bottle of dwarven liquor at the beginning, and spent the rest of the time in a meditative-like state to get through the long, boring waiting process.

The man looked up at the sky, and the clouds formed by countless small black dots were still hovering in the same gloomy sky, the only difference was that after this heavy rainstorm the clouds were indeed much less dense than before the rain, and countless birds began to leave their nests after the rain had fallen, and went out in search of insects or other edible things to satisfy their hunger, and from time to time you could see some flocks of birds slowly circling in mid-air, and suddenly they would quickly descend somewhere, and after a while, they suddenly spread their wings and fly high, and the cycle continued。

This was repeated several times, and the man watched the birds for some time before he stepped onto his horse, and at the same time removed the two two-handed swords that were tied to the side of Roch's horse, both with the hilt facing right, and adjusted them to a position where he could draw his sword as quickly as possible at any time: a two-handed sword is no better than a one-handed long sword or a half-handed sword, and it is difficult to quickly draw the sword when it is carried on the backThis is often something that a superb swordsman with extremely rich experience in the use of swordsmanship understands, and this man falls into this category.

Using the reins to instigate Roch along the forest path, the man carefully observed the density of the trees in the surrounding forest, the undulation of the terrain, and the direction of the trail, to judge how long he would have to walk before the rain to completely walk out of the forest that had been walking for half a morning before the rain, and by the way, calculate whether the drinking water and dry food in his bag were enough for him to last for a few days, and whether he needed to make up for some of the water and dry food deficit from the surrounding environment.

For the vast majority of people who have not lived or moved in the wild for long periods of time, forests are scary places, but for those who know a little about the environment and conditions of the forest, the forest does not look as scary as the rumors say - indeed, the forest is a very fanatical and pristine natural environment, and the dense vegetation can make it quite difficult to walk through it...... But this difficulty is quite ordinary for the slightly prepared man, for every crevice in the forest where the sun can shine in, such as between the canopy of large trees and between the leafy branches, is immediately exploited by the seedlings of other plants, and weeds and bushes occupy these places, while under their dense foliage is a safe, moist land that creaks at best, and is made up of rotten wood, dry branches, and soft earth.

The reason for the formation of this pathway is that the old trees and other aging plants in the forest have given up their place: either they have failed in the natural selection prescribed by the laws of nature, or they have lived to the limit of their lifespan, so they have gradually decayed and freed up their place, not only to make room for the new plants, but also to free up the path for some animals or rare humans who need to pass through the forest.

As he rode Roch down the path, the man tightened the straps of the scabbard on his chest, and from his right shoulder he could see the two hilts of the sword peeking out from his back, as well as the balance beads on the inside and the wolf's head on the outside.

"Roche, go slower. The man whispered to the horse under his crotch, even if the horse, whom he called Roche, would not answer him at all, "Turn right and take that path—there must be some special reason why the birds fly so abnormally, and the flock is dominated by crows and magpies." ”

The Roch horse did not answer its master's question, and of course it could not, but listened to the familiar time and felt the thrill of the spurs in its belly from its master's boots, and stepped its hooves into the path to the right.

"It may have been killed by a thunderstorm during the rainstorm before, who knows......" The man was still muttering in a low voice, and he didn't know if he was talking to Roach or talking to himself...... Maybe not, maybe something else. ”

Entering the path on the right, the path was much easier to walk with one man and one horse than the previous one: the trees were not particularly dense, and the ground was damp from the rain, but it was not particularly muddy, so that the man and Roche, the horse under his crotch, walked the path without much effort.

At the end of the path, there was a small poplar forest, and in the middle of the poplar forest there was a vast glade, and on the open ground was a poplar tree that had been blown down by the strong wind of the previous rainstorm, and the roots and branches of the tree pointed horizontally to the sky.

Flocks of crows and magpies, restless by the presence of strangers, flew high and high with a rough, shrill chirp, and circled in mid-air for a long time.

There were not only poplar trees blown down by the wind in the glade, this man knew it when he first saw this poplar forest: there were also several corpses lying on the clearing, all of them men in various armor and armed with various weapons and shields, and the original turquoise grass was full of blood from these corpses except for the brown muddy water, which made them look particularly conspicuous in the green grass, even if the man's perception was not so acute。

Through his keen senses, the man could clearly hear the faint sound of shouting and metal colliding from a distance not far from him, indicating that a fierce battle was still taking place in the forest not far away, and the corpses in front of him were all traces of the battle that was taking place.

Leaping from Roche's horse, the man crouched on one knee in the meadow of the woods, carefully observing the condition of each corpse.

The first corpse was a middle-aged man wearing scale armor and a metal pointed helmet, with an arrow stuck in the center of his chest, judging from the direction of the tail of the arrow, this middle-aged man in scale armor was killed by an arrow in the front, and he didn't have time to react when he died, his hands were still holding a low-pointed triangular shield and spear; On the back of the corpse, a slanted scar cut through the skin, muscles, leather armor, and iron armor inlaid with leather armor, revealing the bloody subcutaneous tissue inside, from which fresh blood was flowing onto the ground, staining the surrounding grass in a red and green hue.

The rest of the corpses are not too much, basically all wearing scale armor or inlaid iron armor, only one of the tallest looking corpses is covered with a pair of heavy chain mail, and the weapons scattered on the ground are mainly spears and axes, and the shields are basically triangular shields or wooden round shields, and the cause of death is all from the arrow - the man deliberately pulled out the arrows in one of the corpses, and found that these relatively complete arrows are all conical arrow structures, which belong to typical armor-piercing arrows.

In the man's memory, it seemed that only elves would use these arrow-shaped arrows to deal with heavily armored enemies or thick-skinned monsters in the forest.

Listening to the faint and clear sound of shouting and metal clash not far away, the man cautiously retreated to Rochi's side, his eyes under the peaked hood fixed on the source of the sound as he quickly stepped onto his horse.

"That's right, Roche......" Holding the reins in his left hand, the man slowly drove Roch under his crotch to slowly withdraw from the glade, while carefully observing his surroundings, and muttered in a low voice without delaying him," It was evident that the six heavily armed men were members of one of the armies, and that they must have been broken up from their own ranks in battle, for no seasoned soldier would have chosen to face ten horsemen galloping like the wind on tall horses, and the clear hoof prints I could make on the ground could tell almost the traces of ten horses...... In this clearing, they were surrounded by enemy cavalry, and these cavalry were armed with bows and arrows, which were also armor-piercing cones similar to those of elves, which were specially used to shoot through thick metal armor, and their shields made of fir wood could not stop the arrows of these cavalry, and they died in a very short time. ”

The horse, as its master called Roche, naturally did not answer, it just snorted uneasily, not knowing whether it was responding to this familiar voice or being alert to the movements around it.

It seems that the sound of those shouts of killing and metal colliding is getting weaker and quieter.

"The ....... who killed them" The man also noticed that the sound of shouting and killing and the sound of metal colliding not far away was gradually fainting, and he slowly turned the horse's head and continued to whisper as he returned from the road from which he came: "It should not be the squirrel party, the elves will not wear too heavy armor, the hoof prints left by their horses can show that the weight of the horses is not light, and even if the elves ride horses and use bows and arrows to attack and kill the enemy, they are as light as when they are on foot, and will only carry their elven longbows, short knives, Axes as well as the iconic Sword of the Blue Mountains. ”

The man bent down slightly, and removed the suspended steel crossbow and the rucksack full of crossbow bolts from the side of Rochi's horse.

"It's not something we have to intervene in the fight between humans, but we still have to be prepared. The man fastened the rucksack full of crossbow bolts to his waist, put the steel crossbow on the crossbow string, and put a crossbow bolt on it, and then hung it on his waist as well, except that the steel crossbow was on the left and on the right, "It doesn't matter who wins or loses, it's sometimes hard for the soldiers who kill the red eye to tell whether a stranger on a horse and carrying a weapon is a real enemy or just passing by, right?

Roche obediently turned his way forward, carefully stepping over the dead wood that had fallen to the ground, and avoiding the roots and stones that bulged out of the dirt.

Just as the man was about to turn away, the shouts and metal clashing not far away completely stopped, replaced by the dense sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground, and all towards the man.

Sensing the movement of his surroundings, the man suddenly looked up and saw a dozen heavy cavalrymen dressed in heavy chain armor and some strange armor pieces appearing from the right side of the forest path, holding strange long knives or riding spears rushing towards him;

These heavy cavalry not only wore heavy armor on their riders, but even the high-headed war horses under their crotch were draped with horse chain mail and horse burqas, which completely carried out the protection to the extreme; in addition to the somewhat peculiar armor, the weapons in the hands of these heavy cavalrymen were not only strangely shaped long knives, long-handled knives and common riding spears, but also many of them also held strangely shaped longbows and long arrows, all pointing at this man.

The man could be sure that the other army that had killed the six men with a rain of arrows was the strange heavy cavalry that had appeared in front of him, and the armor-piercing cone-shaped arrows that had been pulled out of the corpses were exactly the same as the arrows they had at hand.

At the same time as he saw the first heavy cavalry leaping out of the forest, the man quickly stretched out his right hand into the air, and with his left hand he pulled down the Cambridge strap that was tied to him, and the hilt of the two-handed sword with a balance bead at the bottom of the hilt jumped into his right hand.

With a snort, the man immediately unsheathed his two-handed sword, and the steel-colored sword light quickly drew a semicircle in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the blade of the two-handed sword was already aimed at the nearest heavy cavalryman, and it could be swung at any time.

In addition to causing the heavy cavalry around him to quickly take a few steps back, the man's action of unsheathing and preparing for the attack attracted the attention of the heavy cavalry, all of whom were holding longbows: if there was any movement of the strange man on horseback and the two-handed sword in one hand, they would unanily fire their arrows and shoot the creature wrapped in a black coat into a complete porcupine. (To be continued.) )