There were no birds or beasts in the woods, but the subtle grinding of armor and steel could be heard.

It was already nightfall, and the serious caravans, lords, and their guards should all rest in the inn at this time.

King's Road is a very simple road, and as long as you walk it a few times, you can basically ensure that the people on the road plan the right plan to find a warm and comfortable hotel for the night.

So the identity of the person who can wait here at this time is self-explanatory.

Eddard Stark's tired eyes widened slightly when he heard Lanne's whispered explanation, and for a moment his old-fashioned and serious face seemed to want to turn his head to look at the young man to see if he was serious.

But Ed was also a man who had led troops to fight, and he immediately suppressed his impulse.

Quietly passed over the five warriors behind him. The group seemed to be about to turn around and go back without any abnormality.

But when Ed was already at the other end of the line, he burst into a shout without warning!

"Evacuate! Full! ”

Immediately, the horse's hoofs soared, splashing mud and clods.

"Don't be stunned, let's go!"

Lane was now at the end of the line, urging the dumbfounded five warriors. They came to their senses, shook off their horses' hooves, and ran in the direction of the camp.

Lanne's impromptu reaction did work, and it wasn't until the horses of the five soldiers had picked up speed that a continuous "whoosh" could be heard from the woods ahead.

In this moment's effort, the group has already moved at least fifteen meters away. And his own war horse also completed the speed up before the opponent.

In the woods, a tyrannical roar as thick as a brown bear said, "Shoot the arrows!" Idiot! Give me all arrows! Leave Eddard Stark behind! ”

That voice Lane had heard at the tournament, and as Ed had guessed, it was [Magic Mountain] Gregor Clegane who intercepted him!

He was a well-trained knight, and knew that the time difference was enough for his horses to catch up with him. So he simply started firing arrows.

When Lan En heard the 'release of the arrow', he immediately released the [Kunn Law Seal] on his hand.

The dull golden mana shield reflected like a torch in the night, unnoticed.

The sparse arrows pierced the air and loomed over the galloping group.

The main target is focused on Eddard, who is in the lead, and the other part is shot at the back of Lanne, who falls last.

Lan's magic power has long surpassed that of his former teacher, and Bolton's [Quinn Law Seal] can hold up in front of the arrow at most.

But now, Lan En has blocked all these three or four arrows, and his [Kunn Law Seal] still has some remaining strength and has not been broken.

The witcher's eyes narrowed slightly, assessing the current situation.

Judging by the number of arrows, the enemy was about twenty people, and it was indeed a small force.

"Ed has already rushed out at least forty meters away, still riding on a bumpy horse, even if a modern rifle wants to hit, it has to be a little level, just a bow and arrow, unlikely. Holy!! ”

"Wow!"

Just as Lan En relaxed for a moment, an arrow shot along the parabola slashed across Lan Ron's field of vision.

And then it was directly tied to the hind legs of Ed Horse!

If it is stuck in the buttocks of a horse with thick muscles, the horse can run even faster in pain.

But injured his leg during the run.

Lan En even let out a national curse that he hadn't seen for a long time in surprise.

What level of shooter is this?

Ed's horse tilted and rolled on the ground. Luckily, Ed was also a veteran of the battlefield, and he didn't feel right the first time the horse was hit by an arrow, and immediately pulled his leg out of the stirrups.

This was not swept into the body of the tumbling war horse.

But even so, he was dizzy for a while, and he even listened to the accent of his voice.

Lan En at the back of the line suddenly felt a little tricky.

The most important person in the whole team was Ed, he was shot off his horse, and it didn't make sense for the others to leave.

"Good shot!" The brown bear-like voice behind him shouted, "[Sweet Mouth], when I take off Ed's head, you'll get a big bounty!" ”

As he spoke, the sound of unusually heavy horses' hooves sounded.

A knight who can match Lan En in strength is charging!

"Get out of the way!" The sound of horses' hooves approaching behind him, and Lan En shouted to the five warriors in front of him, who were helpless.

Several horses swept past the Duke of the North, who was still faint on the ground, and Lan En bent sideways on the horse's back, about to directly fish people away.

Although Ed's eyes were ghosted, he still tried to reach out his arm, trying to grab Lann's hand as quickly as possible.

And just when the two were about to shake hands successfully.

"[Sweet mouth]!"

The majestic voice behind him burst out.

Then came a slightly shrill response, one with confidence and a cruel smile in it.

"Understood, sir!"

With a "whoosh", a swift arrow slashed out of the darkness.

Lan En was now holding the saddle with one hand and reaching for Ed with the other, and he didn't have time to unfurl the seal.

He had heard the sound of the arrow, and even Mentos could sketch out the trajectory of the arrow in his mind, but he just couldn't deal with it!

The neighing of the horse sounded, and there was an extra arrow on the leg of the horse where Lan was located.

Hundreds of kilograms of war horse flesh began to roll, but this time, it did not affect its own rider.

The moment Lan En judged the landing point of the arrow, he had already jumped from the horse's back and jumped to Ed's side with a light attitude.

It wasn't like jumping off the back of a fallen horse, it was just like walking down a step.

The heavy and unusual sound of horses' hooves is getting closer and closer, and there are shouts and noises that follow the sound of horses' hooves.

But Lan En only squinted his eyes slightly at this time, and didn't seem to care much.

His right hand reached behind his back and grasped the hilt of his sword. The expression of that handsome cheek was as cold as frost.

It was supposed to be a perfect response to an attack.

Originally, they could have lured the enemy to the camp and dealt with them at the least cost.

originally

"I'm a little angry." The clear blade was drawn, like flowing water in the moonlight, and Lan En's tone was flat.

Ed shook his head, and finally regained his normal vision.

And as soon as he regained his vision, he found the young man in front of him, and how many chilling things were hidden in his slightly squinted cat eyes.

"Are you really in a hurry to die?"

Instead, Rann faced the charging high warhorses.

And the war mount, which was screaming with excitement, was now quiet after a glance with the cat's eye.

The enemy's horses are dressed in scaly vests, and ordinary crossbow arrows don't want to hurt the horses through the vests.

The enemy himself was armed with a cavalry spear weighing at least three and a half meters, and Lan did not even have a shield in his hand.

The huge black on the horse's back was actually a tyrannical and playful look in the observation hole of the helmet.

But the witcher simply stretched out his left hand, which was not holding a sword, and stretched it out, opening his mouth flatly.

"—[Alder]"

"Bang!"

A cool white magical aura flashes in the night!

Compressed to the ground by superior control, the concentrated shock wave swept directly over the warhorse's hooves! It's like a magic stumbling block.

The armor of the war horse can easily resist crossbow arrows, but it cannot cope with the stumbling horses in the middle of the charge.

On the King's Avenue in the dark night, in the loud sound of flesh impact, there was an extra war horse that broke its neck.

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