This is the grassland north of the town of Peace.

Frank was hunted down until dawn, when he was walking through the prairie with the corpse of the little yellow fur on his back.

A group of cavalry hung far behind him, about twenty paces away, and the other party could come and threaten him at any moment, but Frank was helpless.

At first, the seven or eight cavalrymen came to harass Frank, but when they saw the light of faith bursting from Frank's weapon, they immediately retreated ten paces away.

Frank walked slowly. On the one hand, he carried the corpse of the little yellow hair on his back, and after another night of fighting, his strength was running out, and on the other hand, he had to wait for Mr. Sissy to send them back to the peaceful town of Wuhan.

At this time, the sky was already clear, and Frank estimated in his heart that the mercenaries who were the first to evacuate should have returned to the town of peace with the seriously injured wandering samurai. So, he began to turn his line of defense and head straight south.

The kingdom cavalry followed him slowly, not in a hurry. Of course, the longer the time drags on, the better it will be for them. They rode horses, while Frank walked on his legs. And even a fool can tell that Frank's physical strength is rapidly declining.

Estimating that there was still half an hour away from the peaceful town, the kingdom's cavalry began to urge Odin's horse to speed up and gallop towards Frank!

The pitch-black spear is aimed at Frank's back!

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, Frank quickly turned to avoid the most ferocious shot, and when he saw the second shot coming, he deflected the spear back with his axe.

The little yellow hair was on his back, and he separated his hands from the body of the little yellow hair, but the little yellow hair was still clinging to him.

It turned out that he used his own clothes to tie the little yellow hair firmly to his body.

The strong muscles exposed by the naked upper body are covered with scars like cobwebs. His chest, his lower abdomen, his back, all kinds of scars are intertwined, more like the most clumsy paintings of a child.

A wave of cavalry attacks did not benefit Frank, and of course, this also had to do with the fact that they did not really want to fight for their lives. Frank has at least the strength of an intermediate samurai, only a samurai above the intermediate level can awaken the light of faith, the light on Frank's hand axe is obvious to all, if they really want to fight for their lives, the eight of them will have to pay at least five people to keep Frank. None of them wanted to be one of those five, so they lewdly surrounded Frank's neighborhood and harassed him.

Almost every ten minutes, they had to make a feint. Of course, Frank has to use all his strength to fight his feints, as long as his movements are slightly sluggish, the opponent's feints will definitely turn into a deadly attack immediately!

It's a simple tactic, but it's also very effective.

By daybreak, Frank's eyes were bloodshot. He was too tired, but he didn't dare to slack off.

Seeing that Frank still had the strength to fight, the kingdom cavalry immediately distanced themselves again.

The north wind blew, and vultures screeched and flew up from the woods, and they circled above Frank's head, staring at the green eyes, as if waiting for the decisive battle on the ground to begin, and they were well enough to feast on fresh flesh. A vulture's eyes are black, and they are filled with the power of the undead, and the power of the undead can transmit the information in its field of vision to the magic crystal in the hands of the second apostle dozens of miles to the north.

At the edge of the woods, the Second Apostle silently observed the scene inside the magic crystal.

Frank's strength piqued his interest, he didn't expect that there would be such a master in the mercenary group. Of course, Frank's strength is still far behind that of a wandering samurai, but he is not a picky eater, and he is still quite interested in refining a mercenary with the light of awakening faith into an undead warrior.

Guided by the darkness, the black vulture above the sky swooped down, its black eyes full of cruelty.

Frank focused all his attention on the cavalry around him, where would he notice the attack falling from the sky, and when he felt the strong wind coming overhead, it was too late to react!

The vulture took a piece of meat from Frank's shoulder!

The former mercenary leader shook his body and almost fell forward, and the cavalry around him immediately launched a charge when they saw this!

This time is completely different from the previous tentative attacks!

The cavalry didn't need any martial arts, at this time, they only needed to raise the spear in their hands diagonally, and the powerful impact brought by the Odin horse was enough to destroy everything!

The quickest cavalry left his companion behind and rushed over as fast as he could, however, he was greeted by Frank ready to strike with all his might!

No way!

The cavalry looked at the axe marks between his lower abdomen, and couldn't understand that the mercenary who was attacked by the vulture and was physically unstable could have such a reaction speed, one moment the other party was still facing away from him, but the next moment he could immediately turn his head and attack violently?

It all happened so suddenly, and the cavalryman was badly wounded and fell from his horse, and when he closed his eyes, he still didn't know why.

At this time, the other cavalry around saw everything clearly!

Frank was attacked by a vulture, and then his unsteady movements were completely faked by him!

It's all about luring the enemy deeper!

They saw the sneer on Zhang Jianyi's face.

For a while, the cavalry who rushed to the front with all their strength tightened the war horse in their hands again!

They looked at those bloodshot eyes and became hesitant!

The vultures hovering above the sky suddenly roared, and everyone was attracted by the vultures.

Judging from the previous attack launched by the vulture, it was not an ordinary bird, it had the power of a powerful necromancer!

The vulture hovered for a moment, then swooped down with a scream!

This time Frank saw it accurately, roared, and slashed straight at the hand axe!

Countless feathers flew away, and the vultures flew upside down more than ten meters away, flying to the feet of a group of cavalry.

The vulture, which had only its last breath left, screamed at the cavalry, as if with the power of oppression, and the cavalry covered their ears one after another. The next moment, they saw the black vulture burst out in front of them in a cloud of black mist.

The cavalrymen looked at each other with a hesitant look in their eyes.

Finally, one of the horsemen spoke: "Obviously, the master let us fight quickly. ”

The other cavalryman was not willing to say: "Consume him another half an hour, and we can easily get rid of him!"

"The master's orders must be obeyed," one of the horsemen raised his knight's spear and made a charging stance.

Seeing this, the others also raised their spears one after another!

There were seven of them, in perfect condition and fully equipped, except for a little lack of sleep and some weakness, but it didn't prevent them from bursting out with the most powerful attack in a short time!

Even if it is seven people, it seems to be full of momentum when they charge. Frank felt a faint tremor coming from the ground and made a stance to meet it.

Block, slash.

There are only two simple actions!

The hand axe turned into a whirlwind of white light in Frank's hand!

The strength of the fifth-level samurai has exploded!

He blocked the onslaught of the cavalry with all his might!

However, when facing the last cavalryman, he was still unable to dodge and was knocked out by Odin's warhorse. The clothes tied to his waist broke, and the body of the little yellow hair was thrown out.

Lying on the ground, the battle axe in Frank's hand was still waving, he cut off the leg of an Odin war horse, the war horse collapsed with a scream, and the cavalry fell in front of Frank, and was immediately pressed there by Frank.

Seeing this, the remaining six cavalrymen had to slow down the pace of the attack again. Step by step, they approached. Frank had risen from the ground by this time, holding the cavalryman hostage in his hands.

Hand axes rested on the necks of cavalrymen. "Don't!" the cavalry immediately cried out in panic.

Frank stared at the cavalry that was approaching him step by step, and he could see the dead silence in the eyes of the other party!

If it was his fellow mercenaries who were held hostage by the locality, Frank would never have behaved so calmly. At this moment, he understood that he and these cavalrymen were two different kinds of people!

The strength of the tomahawk increased, and the captured cavalry immediately let out a terrible howl!

Frank didn't kill him, he wanted to see how the other side would react.

I saw that those cavalry were stunned for a moment, and then they were still slowly approaching!

There was nothing more to hesitate about, Frank cut off the heads of the cavalrymen in front of everyone with a tomahawk!

Frank took the initiative to attack the mercenaries!

He didn't want to wait for the other party to mention the speed of Odin's horse again, although he blocked the first two cavalry charges. But what no one could see was that his right hand holding the axe was already covered with tiny wounds, and his tiger's mouth was torn out with a two-inch-long wound! What he could feel was that his internal organs must have been injured by the tremendous impact of the cavalry!

If he waits for the cavalry to take the initiative to charge, he will lose his last chance to fight for his life!

And just like that, Frank made a desperate fight!

The neighing of the war horse!

The spear breaks!

Broken arm toss!

Blood splattered!

The vole, which had just smelled the pungent smell from the prairie cave, poked its head out and was startled back by a dazzling white light.

The Last ......

...... Everyone was lying on the ground, and the only thing that could stand was the two confused Odin horses. They had already understood most of their humanity, and when they saw that their master was dead, they immediately ran north.

Frank lay on the ground, gasping for air.

Once, he had received countless knife wounds and sword wounds, and this time, there were three more horrific bloody wounds in his chest, his back, and his lower abdomen, which were gunshot wounds several inches deep!

The spear that pierced his lower abdomen almost pierced his whole body!

Everything around him was quiet, and he wanted to catch the feeling of the sun shining on his body more than feeling the familiar and unfamiliar pain.

He remembered the ordinary life in the peaceful town in the past five years, and found that it was full of happiness that he had not experienced in the previous thirty years.

After five years of school, he found that his personality had become more peaceful.

No more pursuit of martial arts, no more pursuit of excitement.

I still keep thinking about what my master said five years ago:

"You don't have to stay with me, if you have to stay in Peace Town, then go to the Academy, you will be needed there. ”

Sure enough, he found a feeling of being needed in the academy, which gave a wanderer a strong sense of belonging, just like the warm sun that now shone on his body, giving him a direction that he had worked so hard to find for half his life.

The child's laughter still echoed in his ears, and the oldest student found out about his identity as the mercenary leader out of nowhere, and while respecting him, he also liked to call him Boss Frank.

"Boss Frank, after you taught me martial arts, no one in the town dared to bully me anymore!

This is the feeling of being needed, the direction he has pursued all his life.

As warm as the sun shining on your body at this time.

What he didn't know was that the sun-like warmth on his body did not come from real sunlight, but from a slender hand that was white and smooth......

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