Satsuma liked to see the deep despair and helplessness in the eyes of the captured slaves, and that feeling was overwhelming.

Along the way, the captured Anglo woman did not fulfill his little wish, and the pale green pupils were actually full of banter, which was a little unacceptable to the proud Satsuma. The closer you get to the barbarian's stronghold. The more that strange expression on the face of this Anglo woman.

From time to time, he sneered and said something in Anglo that he didn't understand.

An experienced slave-catcher told Satsuma that the Anglo woman said that Lord Hannibal would cut off the heads of all of you, stick them in your spears, and let the crows peck at them!

Just when the furious Satsuma was still hesitating to cut off the fur of this nasty ** to make a scarf, he suddenly found out. I don't know how, but I'm actually surrounded.

In all directions, from a mile or two away, there was a group of Anglo men who were approaching the movement, and these figures did not know how, but suddenly appeared, which surprised Satsuma very much.

Could it be that someone found out? Satsuma quickly dismissed the idea.

Along the way, all the sentry posts and stragglers in sight were eradicated by themselves without leaving a single living mouth, and it has only been 6 hours, so it should not be possible to be discovered so quickly.

Although Satsuma is only sixteen years old, he has joined the slave catcher for three years, after all, he is a slave catcher who has experienced a hundred battles, and he is not a stranger to this area, after feeling the menacing momentum of the Anglos, Satsuma thought twice, took out the last carrier pigeon, wrote the most concise and clear description of the situation, asked his sister to speed up the march, and then calmly released the carrier pigeon.

In the inquiring eyes of his entourage, Satsuma still wisely decided to retreat, the scout's mission was only to reconnoitre, and it was obviously unwise to fight with Anglo warriors who were several times his size and stronger.

Like a hunting hyena, all the scouts followed their little boss and gently instigated their horses with the sneaky bearing of trying to escape back to their caves.

All the scouts' horses were the best horses, and it would be a little difficult to intercept them with the speed of the Anglo warriors' walking, so the deputy head of Satsuma didn't forget to look back while fleeing.

A strange cavalry team rushed out of the oblique thorns, so that Satsuma almost fell to the ground from his horseback, this cavalry team was actually lying in the grass, even the pot is made of stone, when did the Anglos who were backward like beasts have such a mind!

In front of a mixed group of stormtroopers consisting of a mammoth elephant and thirty brown bears (the last captured of which became mounts), all the scouts immediately restrained their composure, and the spurs on their boots immediately poked the belly of the healthy horse under the crotch to blood. There was hardly the slightest pause in the sound of the whip waving, and the wind and lightning were like a flick of lightning.

The well-trained full-fledged slave catchers were no rabble, and all the scouts reacted with the same rhythm, turning their horses around and galloping without forgetting to draw the chain of crossbows hanging from their saddles.

Satsuma didn't understand where he was on a business trip, so that the barbarians were aware. It made him feel a little strange himself.

A well-trained war horse is a war horse after all, and once the speed is pulled away. Definitely not comparable to the mounts of the barbarians, the young Satsuma believed that the scouts would be completely safe as long as the dozens of Anglo warriors who came out of the back road to intercept them.

The extent of the highlands is so wide that Satsuma can intercept and escape from the Anglo warriors in a roundabout way, but the inherent blood of the young man has just made him make a small mistake.

He thought that after the war horse opened up the speed, he relied on excellent imperial skills and sophisticated protective equipment. He could calmly break through a bloody path and give these coarse and ignorant barbarians a dismount.

If he was given a second chance to choose, I believe he would not have done so, because the enemy he faced on the ground was actually a strong Anglo warrior of about thirty men, each holding a double-edged axe that was extremely heavy.

When the faces and equipment of the Anglo warriors could be seen from Satsuma, he realized to his horror that he had made a great knight, and that he had made a great turn with great skill by relying on his excellent mount and perfect horsemanship. Slipped away from the side.

The war horse under Satsuma's crotch is a special product of the Giant Wood Elf Empire on the Whispering Forest--------- which is a wildebeest, and this wildebeest is the offspring of the unicorn of the elf clan and the wild horse.

Although it is not as tall and muscular as the legendary unicorn, nor does it have a unicorn forehead, the speed and reflexes of the wildebeest are absolutely top-notch. The price of a wildebeest land has also reached an astonishing 10,000 gold coins, which is more expensive than the one that Alyse herself rides, and Alyselle's doting on her younger brother can be seen.

Only the three scouts with the best riding skills who followed him could barely keep up with the rhythm of the 10,000 gold coins, and the rest of the scouts, after the idea of preparing to charge was sufficient, obviously could not adapt at once, and one of the scouts forcibly followed the direction of his master, because the turn was too large, the horse's leg was sprained and fell to the ground, and rolled on the ground.

The rest of the scouts crashed into the battle formation of twenty Anglos riding on the backs of brown bears, and the symphony of flesh and blood suddenly resounded.

Satsuma was still a man with a brain, after all, when he saw the thick cowhide armor worn by the Anglo warriors, holding a huge rectangular shield and a huge double-edged axe comparable to a wheel. He knew it was broken.

Are these still those primitive people wearing animal skin crotch guards and poorly equipped with stone hammers, and where is the hair on their bodies, the outline of their faces looks like Anglos, but where is his mother's hair? The other party's huge physique and huge double-edged axe also made him feel uneasy.

Satsuma, who had already opened his way, still did not forget to look back, and this glance made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Human heavy infantry against cavalry, is nothing more than the heavy shield on the ground, with the body tightly resisted, in order to offset the huge impact of the war horse, although the scouts do not have a terrible spear to charge, but once the crotch of the war horse pull the speed, the impact is also amazing, the eleven scouts in the hands of the chain of crossbows are also the moment the charge approaches all cut out, pure iron crossbow arrows can not shoot far, but the power within fifty yards is amazing, the crossbow arrows and wooden shields after the impact of the sound like thunder, people can imagine the horror of this weapon。

But the Angles jumped off their mounts and galloped up to meet the horses at high gallop.

All the horses fell to the ground as if they had hit a wall, and all of them fell to the ground with a scream, and the scouts' superb riding skills were really brought into play, and four or five of them released the reins, rolled on the spot, stood up again, and drew their one-handed long swords at their waists.

Under such a blow, the group of Anglo warriors actually fell over only a few, but the heavy wooden shields were all shattered, and they shook their heads, and a carp from the ground that did not fit their body shape at all straightened up, and they were covered in blood and quickly rose to their feet.

They are just hussars after all!

At this moment, the giant shield was all open, and each Anglo warrior surrounded the scouts with a double-edged axe with a dark and shining blade, this kind of giant axe was very heavy, and Satsuma found that these Anglo warriors did not feel bloated and procrastinated at all, and his heart was first surprised, and then fell into deep fear.

The well-equipped Anglos are really terrifying、、、 no wonder the domesticated Anglos can't ride horses and are worth 200 gold coins!!

No matter how exquisite the Scout's martial arts are, it is absolutely impossible to be useful in front of these giants with heavy weapons, and the physique of an Anglo adult male can fit two Scouts at a time, and their giant axes will only make people think that ------------- despair.

Satsuma's nightmare was not much more than that, the captured silver-haired Anglo woman was tied behind the saddle of his most powerful retinue, and Satsuma would surely regret why he had left her behind.

The silver-haired girl bit the rump of the war horse in one bite, and it only took one bite, and under her teeth, the rump of the good war horse worth fifteen hundred gold coins was like a four-ripe veal steak, and the muscle fibers splattered with blood when it was cut.

The war horse was in pain, and there was a flurry of hooves, and the attendant suddenly dragged back from the high-speed Satsuma gallop.

Just as Satsuma and the other two scouts were about to turn their horses around and go back to the rescue, a figure galloping at high speed quickly approached the four human scouts who thought they were safe, and they were now only more than a hundred meters away from the scouts.

Looking at the person who came, Satsuma was a little stunned, this is a giant who wears a normal-sized plate armor as a "belly pocket", no shoes, a pair of wide black feet bare, holding a seven-meter-long all-metal dragon spear in one hand, the most terrifying thing is that the eyeball of one eye of this giant looks directly at himself, and the other eyeball 、、、 I don't know where to hide!

Look at that height is no different from your own horse!

The giant laughed and said, "Put down your weapons and spare you from dying!"

The two scouts watched in amazement as Jobs, who was approaching at high speed, turned the two rusty and heavy dragon lances in his hands, one relieved himself, the head of their war horse had turned into minced meat, lost connection with the neck, and fell to the ground suddenly, this was the result of being swept by a blunt object, the injuries included bumps and abrasions and cuts, as well as the layers of rust on the dragon lance in Jobs' hand, and the 、、、、 tetanus was to swallow a little skin!

Although Satsuma's wildebeest started quite fast, and had chosen to continue to escape, but a dragon lance covered with rust did not let him go, fortunately, Satsuma bolted a steel shield to the horse's hips, this steel shield and dragon lance erupted with a loud "dang" sound, the wildebeest was almost knocked down, and the steel shield was also deformed in an instant.

Is this a man or a dragon? Satsuma lay on his back and jerked the wildebeest desperately, screaming in his heart.