"Stupid, don't let this stinky boy get on that horse! In the eyes of the heavy horsemen, the creature with a broken arm and a blind eye had already straddled his legs over the hunting horse, and then rushed over with the shining sword in his hand without any scruples, but the only thing that Cohen Thrace could not understand was why the man on the hunting horse did not run in the direction of the gate of the Colosseum, but as if he was coming to die, a man and a horse, a mountain wolf, with an ignorant and fearless roar under the night, in defiance of the existence of the royal city heavy cavalry~

Only Lance on horseback knew why, because Lance had to buy time for Old John and the others, enough time

And Pascal, the werewolf who realized that the escape was not in the right direction, actually barked in panic next to the horse's buttocks

"Stinky boy, do you want me to follow you to death? Look at it, there are five heavy cavalry phalanxes in front,! Don't you know to bypass these guys and drive towards the exit, our tribe will not be an idiot like you if we find someone to come out!"

"Shut up, you old fellow, it's your luck that I didn't kill you with a sword, anyway, I have to take this group of heavy riders around in circles, if you chirp crookedly, I'll throw you off and try it~", Lance said angrily, it was already an instant before the first heavy cavalry team, Lance naturally didn't care so much, and tightly clamped the sides of the horse's legs with his legs, and then wanted to bend down to meet the shield that the heavy riders had already erected with the long sword in his hand, and just used that move, [Phantom Sword]!

At least Lance's mind is a little sure, there are still three blue fires in the brand that have not yet been used, as long as this move, coupled with the ability of [Fire Absorption], Lance will definitely be able to break this heavy cavalry team closest to him

But it was just before the handover of the sword and shield

Pascal, the werewolf, actually stabbed the hunting horse's ass with his claws~, which frightened the galloping hunting horse and jumped up high

"What are you doing?", Lance shouted angrily, but everything in front of him had already made Lance understand what the werewolf Pascal was doing, because under the two people who rose into the air, the heavy horsemen who had set up their posture swung their swords in the direction that was not aimed at Lance's sword wind, but the front legs of the hunting horse~

It's dangerous!

If it is a minute late, Lance will definitely fall from this hunting horse, even if he can use the [Phantom Sword], he will also let himself fall into the encirclement of the heavy riders, to say that in the current situation, without the hunting horse under the crotch, Lance is a waste, and has no advantage in speed, so in order to maintain combat effectiveness, he must protect the manic horse under him

It was only after Lance and Pascal the werewolf had run a short distance that the horse recovered from its fright, and the mark on his butt could make the horse extremely irritable, but it seemed that the horse had seen that if he hadn't jumped out of the encirclement before, his legs would have been ruined, so he couldn't help but be so angry

Only then did Pascal, the werewolf, have the strength to laugh

"I've fought against your human heavy cavalry several times, and I'm already familiar with their tactics, so if you really don't want to escape, you'll have to use my methods to have any hope of surviving, or we'll run away now. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info But I've seen it, are you trying to save the old man who was tied up?"

"He's just one of the things I want to save, there are many more people like him, and I'm going to buy time for my brothers!"

"I think you're crazy, even if you can save so many people, as long as these heavy riders are still alive in front of you, can you be spared?"

"So we have to kill them all!"

"I don't want to play with you anymore, my good youth is going to die inexplicably, and our werewolf clan can't do such a stupid thing~"

"Didn't you say that there is hope with your method?", Lance said angrily, the heavy cavalry in front of him gathered the phalanx again, but this time it was not [cross phalanx], a number of heavy cavalry were scattered, and each of them was separated by some distance, occupying almost half of the width of the Colosseum, looking at this posture, it must be to encircle and suppress Lance and the two of them through the advantage of numbers, even if there are heavy horses that may be sacrificed because they are scattered, they will not let go of one man and one beast on the hunting horse

"Of course there is a way, but only for us mountain werewolves, after all, our running speed can catch up with the hunting horse, and the speed of human heavy riding is always half a beat slower in our eyes!"

"Tell me, I have a way to slow these guys by half a beat!"

"This~~, this can't be!", the mountain werewolf Pascal was surprised, how could this kid on the mount be able to compare to the speed of the mountain werewolf's advance?

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want me to be cut in two directly, and you can be turned into minced meat?"

"His grandmother's~!", Pascal was also angry, and the feeling of blood surging reminded Pascal of the story of many years ago, when he was young, when he fought with the boar man on the dry plain, and Pascal couldn't believe that this stinky boy in front of him could do his own original tactics, [Pascal's big maneuver]! If he hadn't lost a leg, he might have been able to perform this trick again, but it was impossible at the moment, did he really want to tell this stubborn stinky boy about his earth-shattering tricks?

"Well, I'll tell you, let you die!", Pascal the werewolf finally figured it out, and after a moment began to describe in very short sentences the heroic history he had experienced

"Back then, the boar people surrounded me, and now the scene of this heavy horse surrounding us is basically the same, at that time we had a total of three good runners, relying on secret language positioning, relying on foot distance to open up, relying on combat skills to kill a bloody road, this is ~~~"

"That's a lot of nonsense, it's going to be important!", Lance spared the attack range of one of the outermost heavy riders with a single force, and then rushed towards the other side of the Colosseum, where Cohen Thrace was originally located

"In short, you need your brothers to help you, and you can't let the people in front of you see and understand how they are helping you!

"Secondly, we must break through from the edge of this heavy cavalry and eat them away one by one, there were more than 20 wild boar people behind our buttocks, and we were scared away by our three-headed mountain werewolves with less than ten left~"

"Finally, when the enemy is dying, do not have mercy, and let none go, otherwise it will become a disaster in the future."

.........

Pascal the werewolf thought for a moment and added

"And the most critical part of this is that every time you make a move, you have to be faster than anyone in front of you!"

"Understood~", Lance laughed, as if the group of heavy horsemen in armor in front of him had turned into small buildings in his eyes