"Rush! Our hard work in the past few days cannot be in vain, and whoever can avenge our captain, we will nominate him as the new captain. I don't know which robber suddenly shouted at this time. This sentence had the effect of boosting morale, and these tired robbers cheered themselves up.

Near, near, the nearest robber in front of Wall read in his mind.

Indeed, he is close to Walls, no! It should be said that it is closer to death.

Just as Walls was about to run into the bandit, a mutation struck.

Instead of killing the two people before him, Walls pulled the reins, and his hunting horse took off, and the robbers watched Walls' wonderful performance with wide eyes and open their mouths.

The robber closest to Wall saw this scene, the nomadic scimitar that was originally going to be cut down, but he didn't know where to put it at this time, he wanted to change direction, but it took time, which made it easy for Wall to kill him.

As Walls flew past the robber, his sword slashed across the robber's forehead, causing blood to gush and the robber fell to the ground with a thud.

The dead robber didn't have enough time to react, but that didn't mean the robbers behind him couldn't react.

Behind him, the three robbers closest to Walls, raised their weapons and aimed them at Walls, who was about to land.

In front of Walls were mounted spears, scimitars and swords.

If Walls just fell, he would be impaled by all three weapons at the same time, Walls knew this, he felt that he was a little hanging this time, he could feel that he could only deal with two at the same time in this situation, after all, he only had two hands.

Although he only has two hands, he still has a group of men.

Jenks had already locked on to the bandit with a spear in the middle, and almost at the moment when Walls was about to land, Jenks shot one of his own arrows.

That sharp arrow pierced the guy's head like a meteor.

Seeing this, Walls knew that his chance had come, the dead robber fell to the ground, his horse lost its burden, and ran faster, and when Wall's hunting horse landed on the ground, there was a vacant place in its original position.

After all, no one likes to be hit by an object, and maybe horses.

With a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, Walls used both hands at the same time to block the attacks of the two robbers.

"He's dead!" A robber who came after shouted, holding a riding gun and facing Wall. As soon as his horse rushed over, then he felt that Walls was dead.

But having said that, it would be difficult to stab Walls without enough skill, and he was tired right now.

Walls' long sword blocked a robber's scimitar at this time, and with the force of his right hand, the bandit holding the scimitar couldn't resist it at all, after all, he was very tired.

But the robber did his best to hold Walls' sword, because if she couldn't, then he would die.

Just as the robber's rifle was about to hit Walls, Walls suddenly used a burst of force to push the scimitar bandit out, just blocking the attack of the rifle.

Then Walls drove his hunting horse and ran to his right, attracting a group of robbers, who knew that this was the one who killed their captain, and now they were going to kill this guy, thinking that they didn't know who said it just now, and if they killed him, they could become the new captain. How could they not think about such a thing?

Most of the robbers followed Wall, which meant that Wall's men would suffer fewer attacks, and they would be able to eliminate them with fewer casualties.

A prairie bandit took aim at one of Walls' men, slowing his horse down to improve his accuracy, but it also put him in danger, as Jenks did.

Jenks also had his bow full at this time, and he aimed at the mounted archer, and he shot his own arrows first, and as he slowed down, the robber exposed his weakness.

A whoosh was heard, and the robber fell to the ground.

"Well done!" Jack said, holding up his moonblade axe.

At this time, he was not afraid of these robbers on horseback, he was a Nord, and the Nords were not good at fighting on horseback, they relied on their own infantry to occupy a place on this continent.

Jack roared, and a robber with a scimitar suddenly appeared at this time, he was riding a prairie horse, and the scimitar in his hand could make a great attack with the speed of this horse, and ordinary armor would shatter.

But Jack was still undaunted, he set his moonblade axe in front of him, and he was waiting for the robber to come and run over, and if he found the right moment, he could chop the robber off his horse.

Yes, it's like that.

I saw Jack swing his big axe violently, the robber didn't find a good opportunity, and now he can only accept death.

His steppe horse was gone, but he himself fell to the ground, spilling blood.

After all, the people who killed the robbers like Jack were in the minority, and most of them still gathered together, and they formed a shield wall with their shields, so that they didn't have to worry about these steppe robbers suddenly rushing over and killing a person, and then leaving.

The robbers knew how to break the wall as soon as they saw it, and some of the mounted archers began to circle around the wall, and when they found some flaws, they began to shoot arrows in their hands.

But the robbers with their spears and scimitars did not move, they knew that if they rushed forward, they would form a situation of fighting more and less, and at this time it would not be their turn to play, and he began to launch a surprise attack when the shield wall formation was scattered.

Most of the robbers were attracted to Wall, and they chased after him, so Wall began to drift away from the large army, and so did the robbers.

The robbers think that they can't beat this one person with so many people? They followed Walls with this in mind, and they wanted to get the captaincy. What was supposed to be a morale-boosting statement has now led these guys to the guillotine.

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