"Ah!" With a scream, two Maltese soldiers pulled a squire off the horse, and the sharp spears in their hands kept piercing into the squire's body. The two soldiers who killed the red eyes took a deep breath, and after seeing that the attendant was completely dead, they turned their heads and found the clone standing under the tree. Immediately screamed, picked up the spear and rushed towards the clone.
The clone frowned, and suddenly the bloody smell around it stimulated the killing intent to boil. I saw his eyes narrowed, and the surface of the one-handed axe in his hand was immediately covered with golden veins. A sharp kick! Immediately, a footprint two centimeters deep was sunken on the ground! The whole person quickly rushed to the side of the two soldiers, and the one-handed axe in his hand immediately turned around and slashed!
Slap, the two soldiers were immediately cut off at the waist! But the clone is not only that, his free hand immediately grabbed the dead soldier's spear, turned around again, and shot it at the Maltese cavalry rushing behind him. The stone soldier's chest passed through. The spear pierced the soldier's back, was knocked off his horse, and was nailed to the ground. The avatar's face was sinking like water, and he grabbed the other long spear again, watching the warhorse whose master had been shot to death by himself, ran over, and immediately jumped lightly and turned on his horse. Rush to the battlefield of the two sides that are fighting not far away.
Bob roared, covered in blood, he raised his shield and blocked the hammerhead of the same blood-stained enemy in front of him. The long sword in his right hand immediately swept from below, cutting his stomach open. "Ah!" There was another roar, Bob turned his head, but saw an enemy who was already very close to him jumping up, and the raised scimitar went straight to the top of Bob's head! There is no escape from this. Bob even sighed inwardly. I have to stop here, for the glory of the knight.
Whoosh! But at this moment, a swift and violent sound of breaking through the air came from behind, and Bob saw that with a flickering in front of his eyes, a one-handed axe hit the soldier in mid-air, knocking him out and hitting the ground, spattering blood. flower. Bob blinked, turned his head, and saw the clone riding a black horse with a spear rushing over: "Bob! Try to save our attendants, I'll find other knights!" After the clone said, see you Bob immediately nodded gratefully, immediately leaned down on his horse, and picked up the long gun that was planted on the ground beside him. With two guns in hand, he rushed into the melee in the distance.
"Ah!" "Wow!" One shot at a time, and the clone rides on the horse like a whirlwind. Once it encounters an enemy in battle, the spear in his hand will immediately stab to rescue the compatriots who are still capable of fighting. Turning over and dismounting, the two long spears in the clone's hands were already covered with blood, and they couldn't slip. He threw it away and picked up the long sword on the ground, but behind him was a soldier who fell on the ground with a big hole in his chest, covered with grass.
With just one sword, the clone slashed the soldiers who were fighting the knight with their armor. Regardless of the blood that was splattered all over his body, he walked towards the knight who survived the catastrophe. "Alfred, thank you for saving me." But the knight just cracked a smile, and before he finished speaking, the clone cut off the knight's head with another sword. The head with the helmet that fell to the ground still had the smile before death on his face.
So far, the avatar is still sinking like water. Hearing the sound of cutting in front of him, the Maltese knight slashed the body of a squire with an axe. His blood-stained eyes turned red, and he turned to see his clone, which was also stained with blood. Unexpectedly, this knight did not have the chivalrous spirit of the past at this time. Obviously, he had discovered the amazing record of the clone before. Immediately his face changed, he dropped the one-handed axe in his hand, and turned over a horse that was passing by. He hurriedly rode his horse's stomach, trying to escape like a fly.
"Run? Coward." The clone muttered disdainfully, raising the long sword in his hand and slamming it! The long sword immediately flew in circles towards the big man on the horse! But at this moment, the big man seemed to expect that the clone would have this move, and immediately hurried down to avoid the fatal blow. But the long sword crossed the big man and stabbed the horse in front of him! "Ming Ming Ming!" The warhorse whined, rolled over and fell on the grass, splashing a cloud of dust. This knight is agile. He immediately turned over to avoid the fate of being suppressed by the horse. A perfect landing continued to spread. Son ran.
The avatar's steel teeth are clenched tightly, and it is already angry. But at this time, the big man suddenly turned around, took out the filled crossbow from his waist, and pulled the trigger at the clone in the distance. With a swoosh, the crossbow bolt dashed straight to the facade of the clone. But he was disgusted and opened the crossbow bolt that was close at hand with a palm of his hand, bending his feet slightly. A violent blow. With a screeching sound, he rushed out very quickly! Even the twenty pounds of light armor on his body couldn't cause any hindrance to him. A row of deep footprints quickly left on the sand, and the clone rushed towards the fleeing big man like the wind. Seeing that the dead horse was right in front of him, the clone jumped up violently, volleyed the long sword from the horse's head, and landed on the ground with a bang, the dust stirred up was too late to fall, and the clone rushed at a very fast speed again. The big man not far away.
There was only a clatter, followed by a scream. The clone chased up and slashed the big man's shoulder armor with his arms with a sword! Lying on the sand covered with weeds, the big knight looked at the clone holding the bloody long sword, and immediately clutched his broken arm in pain, and explained in a panic, "Don't kill me! I am Zhuode from the Kingdom of Malta, Neville. Hal. He is a noble knight! I demand the rights of the nobles and the family to pay the ransom!" "Of course I won't kill you." The clone calmly shook off the blood on the sword in his hand, and said plainly: "You But what about my military exploits, Mr.
"Okay! Hahahaha, Alfred. You are our savior!" Bob rushed over with five attendants. Wiping the blood on his face, looking at Zhuode on the ground, he said to the attendant behind him, "Go and help him deal with the wound."
For the rest of his life, the servants who had saved their lives by avatars glanced at the avatars gratefully, and immediately tore off the clothes to bandage the wounds of the prisoner. The clone smiled slightly, looked at Bob and asked suspiciously, "What about the other two?" When he heard this, Bob's face immediately turned pale. The attendants were also silent. The clone immediately put the long sword in his hand on the ground with a look of emotion, and said solemnly: "They fought for their home and glory on the battlefield, and they died well. May their heroic spirits return to the embrace of Inos. Rest in peace and eternity. "
Everyone around you also prayed heavily. The clone pulled out the long sword and said, "Find a few horses and transport their bones back to the fortress." The attendants who were bandaging Zhuode nodded immediately, but their faces were not very good-looking. Because at this moment their master died, and he also became an ordinary person from a squire, a trainee knight. I don't know what the future holds. But the next sentence of the clone made them smile: "In order to mourn them, you will be my attendants in the future. Come and fight with me."
"Ah! May Inos bless you forever, Lord Flamel!" Several attendants immediately knelt down in excitement and expressed their loyalty. Now in this situation, the battle that was supposed to be fatal not only did not die, but was won, and a knight noble from the enemy country was captured, and it is not possible to get some military information from him. This credit must make this Alfred, Flamel's worth greatly increase, and they are also rising. Better than ever! Can they not be excited? The original grief of his master's death was instantly thrown into the depths of the boundless sea.
The clone who said so, stared at Bob. There was a strange smell in his eyes. It made Bob suddenly feel uncomfortable and turned his head away, not daring to face this look. Suddenly, he was a little strange. Alfred just went home and looked for his younger brother for a few days. After returning, he couldn't help but improve his combat skills by leaps and bounds, and even the feeling he gave people changed completely. As if it were another man in Alfred's skin.